The Wrong Brother
“We were good together. You know that. Whatever happened…”
“Whatever happened?” I laughed, sharp and bitter. “You mean you cheating on me with someone I thought was your cousin m?”
For a flicker of a second, his smile faltered, but then it was back, stronger, as if my anger was a hurdle he could leap over. “I made a mistake. I was stupid. And I’ve regretted it every day since. But you… you’re different with him.”
I feigned ignorance. “With who?”
“Adrian.” He said the name like venom, but dressed it in silk. “You think I didn’t see the news, the pictures, the way he parades you around the city?”